Chapter 129: Slaughtering the Song Dogs
"General, retreated, all withdrew, Qianggou withdrew. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" The scene of the soldiers beside him overlooking the direction of the city kept reminding Zheng Zhi beside him.
Zheng Zhi picked up the spear again, smashed it again with all his strength, got up and got on his horse: "Go!" ”
More than a thousand knights galloped westward. It was impossible to go back to the south, and it was inevitable that they would plunge headlong into the retreating crowd of party members.
Shi Jin, Lin Chong, and Wang Jin, who were about to enter the party camp, had already seen the shadowy cavalry in the village heading west, and hurriedly turned to the west.
Countless retreating party knights, a cavalry general in front of the head, recognized at a glance the shirt of Chago lying on horseback not far away, saw that Chage still had a feather arrow on his back, hit the horse forward, reached out to grab the reins, and turned Chage's horse in one direction. If you don't turn at this time, you will inevitably hit someone on your back again.
"Slaughter that team of Song dogs!" Brother Cha seemed to be sobered up by the sharp pain in his back, and when he saw the rider next to him, he gritted his teeth and shouted.
The rider listened to the order and didn't say much, signaled left and right a few times, and the flag around him turned. Three or four thousand light horsemen rode out of the large formation and went straight to the more than a thousand iron armor that were rushing westward.
"Tong Xianggong, Zheng Zhi is out!" The planter at the head of the city finally saw Zheng Zhi coming out of the west of the enemy camp, and only then did he speak.
"It's Zheng Zhi, good Zheng Zhi, really good Zheng Zhi." Tong Guan was even more pleased when he saw the team of more than 1,000 iron horsemen.
Seed Master Dao suddenly frowned again and shouted: "Bed crossbow, move the bed crossbow to the west, quick!" ”
Obviously, the seed master Dao also saw three or four thousand light horsemen chasing Zheng Zhi straight away.
After a while, Zheng Zhi's Weizhou knights converged in one place and rushed westward, and if they wanted to enter the city at this time, they must only go around to the south gate behind the city.
"Shoot the arrows!" Zheng Zhi turned around and saw thousands of knights chasing after him, and gave orders repeatedly. But one of his left hands was tightly tied to his chest, and he couldn't draw a bow and shoot arrows.
More than a thousand knights, healthy horses galloped, and feathered arrows continued to fly backwards.
The light riders in the rear flipped on their backs, but they were extremely fast, constantly closing the distance, and began to draw their bows to fight back.
The two sides exchanged fires all the way, and went around the bend to the rear of the city.
The bed crossbows on the city's head have also been powered, and they continue to shoot huge arrows into the distance.
On the top of the city, there were countless western soldiers running towards the western city wall with bows.
The two teams of cavalry continued to gallop wildly, and the distance became closer and closer, and there were countless fallen horses on both sides, and even more so on the light horses of the party.
Zheng Zhi looked up and saw that the city wall was crowded with people, and countless Western soldiers were running wildly with his pace. Hurriedly beat his horse and leaned towards the western city wall.
Although there were only three or four thousand light horsemen chasing after him, he could not turn back to fight. The First World War will inevitably be dragged to the point where it will be immobilized, and if most of the party comes to help, more than 1,000 horsemen beside Zheng Zhi will inevitably be wiped out.
The light horse step is much faster than the iron armor horse step, and the front army is already about to catch up with the Weizhou iron horse.
Zheng Zhi struggled to lean towards the city wall, and the crossbow on the head of the city also began to attack, and one arrow after another was shot to cover the sky and the sun.
Seeing the rain of arrows flying in the sky, Zheng Zhicai breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his body slightly, and ran wildly against the wind.
The leather armor fell to the ground more and more, and the party cavalry who was in front of the horse did not slow down the horse pace, and still chased wildly, probably guessing in his heart that the abrupt siege must be related to the team of Song cavalry in front of the head.
A moment later, the Dangxiang light cavalry had already bitten the tail of the Weizhou iron cavalry, and some Weizhou knights fell off their horses one after another.
The western soldiers at the head of the city shot even more angrily, their hands repeating the archery action, and their legs were constantly running along the city wall.
When Zheng Zhi raised his eyes again, the gate of the southern city was already in front of him, but this exit was narrow, and the party knight had already bitten it.
"Turn around!" It has reached the southern city wall, and has been separated from the main battlefield, that is, it is not even visible to the party camp in the north.
Zheng Zhi thought for a moment, and was bitten behind by the party members at this time, if he lined up directly to enter the city, he was afraid that he would also suffer heavy casualties, so it was better to turn around and face the attack.
The city was already full of Western soldiers who had returned from running, which was a good help.
Zheng Zhi turned his horse and kept shouting loudly, and Luda Shijin and the others rushed to the end of the formation.
Shouting and killing.
At this time, the Dangxiang light cavalry had been attacked by crossbow arrows for a long time, and there were already only more than 2,000 horsemen left. rushed into the Weizhou Iron Cavalry Formation, followed by the city wall, and the two sides of the people and horses instantly became a mess and fought together.
The infantry of the Western Army, who were still shooting on the city wall before, could no longer shoot at this time. Huhula all rushed down to the city.
These Weizhou people in front of them are the heroes in their minds, and many people immediately rushed out from the top of the stone pile at the city gate with swords in hand.
Descending from the pile of stones, the spear immediately stabbed at the party members.
Although the two sides were cavalry, they were blocked under the city walls, and they should have been charging in a large field, but at this time it was a real hand-to-hand combat.
Shi Jin and Sun Shengchao still followed Zheng Zhi to guard left and right, and Lu Dalin rushed to Wang Jin left and right, and no one was invincible in the audience.
More and more foot soldiers of the Western Army left the city, and after a while, the Weizhou soldiers immediately felt no pressure, and everyone had three or four foot soldiers around them to cooperate with the fight.
The shouts of the western sergeants and soldiers are getting louder and louder, and they have never clashed with the party cavalry like this, several people are stabbing around a party item, and the party is full of people on their backs, and the flesh and blood are blurred.
For decades, they have been fighting head-to-head with the party members, and they have been passively formed and defended, and they have never been so vividly refreshing today.
Zheng Zhi looked at the Western Army foot soldiers around him who were constantly rushing forward to kill, slowly withdrew his spear, and stopped rushing to kill, he was really tired. The spirit was so tense for a few hours, and by this time, everything seemed to settle for the time being.
Looking at Zheng Zhi again, he is already a little sluggish.
After all, the number of party members under the southern city was too small, and they did not have the speed to rush up, so they really couldn't resist the chaotic battle that fell into the enemy formation.
Many people began to fight their horses and retreat, more and more. It's just that after all, a thousand people did not retreat. More than 3,000 rode out to chase and kill Zheng Zhi, and now there are only a few hundred left.
Looking at the party camp again, the people and horses are slowly gathered, there are only more than 3,000 iron armor, and only more than 10,000 light horsemen. That's not more than 20,000 people combined.
50,000 cavalry attacked, and tens of thousands of casualties were suffered on the first day. The next day, such a tragic siege of the city, the city is about to break, as long as the city is broken, 20,000 horses' hooves, can still rampage, the Song army in the city forbidden army and army together, can not stop 20,000 iron hooves and horses to step on the joint camp.
But in the end, Zheng Zhiming was recruited by Jin and fell short.
This is the case in ancient marches and wars, when large armies fought with both orders and prohibitions, and lacked the means of communication.
This battle is probably the only case of the first time that the enemy has withdrawn his troops from ancient times to the present. The order and prohibition became the culprit of the failure in this battle.
The party members began to set up camp, gathered the remnants of the soldiers, and ordered the remaining soldiers. There is also a serious injury in the middle of coach Chago, and I don't know what the result is.
The Western army in the city is also ordering non-commissioned officers, continuing to plug the gaps and burying pots to cook.